We used to keep Sheep,
On one occasion we had an Ewe with a prolapsed uterus (the uterus had dropped down below the cervix after birth of Lamb).
It was sticking out of the rear end, like a red footbal.
We got the Vet in, I had to hold the Sheep upside down, whilst the vet pushed & shoved to get it all back in. (like a postman trying to deliver a pillow through a letterbox).
The Vet, then stiched her Fanny up, by using a "Duffle bag Stitch" which he then drew tight.
After a while, the Uterus dropped again, but couldnt fully pop-out because of the stitching.
So we had this Ewe waliking round like John Wayne
Bleating in an embarrassed fashion, with an enormous lump at the rear end, with a stiched up Fanny on the outer edge of the Lump.
.......

Sinnick, quelle drollerie about the hurting ass! Le Vrai Rikkor has a great sense of dignity. Even if I try to put a basebell cap on his head (and he would do anything for me), he moves away from the situation quickly. Some dogs are smart enough to know when they are being made sport of.

My dog used to cry when it left the park - every time. I had to explain to people why she wasn't budging and why she was making that awful sobbing noise. Similar to the noise you make when you lose a derby match - yeah it was that bad and that loud.